The two attendants also followed them out and did not dare to stay here.

There were only Jun Feise who was half sitting on the bed in the room, Ye Junyan who was sleeping next to her, and Feng Xinglan who was already sitting at the table silently fiddling with a teacup.

The atmosphere inside the house is as solid as iron.

To be honest, this is the first time Jun Feise has seen Feng Xinglan like this, or Ye Yuelan.

He used to be evil and unrestrained, without any taboos in front of her, and even acted cute and cute.

I have also seen him, who is cold and alienated to her, as if he is keeping others from thousands of miles away.

Only I have never seen him now-

He just sat there simply, and the bone porcelain teacup was swaying around his fingertips. He was obviously very elegant and calm.

But the majesty on his body is extremely compelling, making people almost breathless.

He sat there and didn't say anything, Jun Feise didn't want to say anything, she didn't even want to stay here!

She looked up and looked out. It was almost dusk, and the sunset was filled with sunset, and the outside was covered with red.

But Jun Feise knew that this enthusiasm would not last long, and it would soon be a long night.

If she goes out now, she will be able to get to the city before it is completely dark and then find an inn to stay in.

She now has the identity jade tablet and money, and will no longer sleep on the streets.

She took a breath and said lightly: "The Palace Master is back just right, Yan'er is asleep, you can stay with him. I'll go out for a few days if I have something to do."

When you lift the quilt, you will get out of bed.

"You can't be more at ease? What are you running around?" Feng Xinglan finally spoke, his eyes turned to her face, and his tone was faintly impatient.

Jun Feise paused, ignored him and got off the ground.

After all, she had a high fever and had just subsided for a while, and she didn't have much strength in her hands and feet, but after all, she had a good foundation, so she should be fine when she planned to gaoyun.

She walked straight out the door, but someone grabbed her wrist.

She suddenly turned around and looked at him who was suddenly close to him: "What are you doing?"

His eyes were dark and dark: "Are you trying to be kind to me?"

Jun Feise: "..."

"The Palace Master has thought too much." She spoke bluntly: "The Palace Master is not me, I don't have to do anything to the Palace Master. You can let me go first-"

When he grabbed her like this, she felt a little restless and her sourness surged layer by layer.

Feng Xinglan waved her hand and threw her back to the bed: "Since it's not, then stay here! You are Yan'er's mother, and you said that he is the age when he needs his mother's company. What do you think if you don't say hello to him like this? He is so sad because you are sick and crying..."

Jun Feise was thrown into the quilt like a cloud and fog. Although she didn't fall, she felt angry in her heart.

She turned her head and looked at her sleeping son. The little guy probably cried very much before, and he was sleeping like a piglet at this time, and he looked like a piglet.

Jun Feise's action of entering the quilt seemed to wake him up a little.

He didn't open his eyes, but his little hands touched his side and murmured: "Don't have a fever... Mom is so hot, Yan'er is afraid..."

Jun Feise felt drowning in her heart, and gently held her son's little hand and touched her forehead: "Baby, my mother is no longer burning, don't worry."

Ye Junyan turned over and flipped into Jun Feise's arms.
Chapter completed!